1. Big Paw


    Date: 6/24/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: iamyourforever, Rating: 50, Source: xHamster

    'n' treating on Monday night followed by the ghostly haunting -- after good little (and not so little) boys and girls were tucked in for school the next morning. After helping with the little k**s doing trick 'n' treat would come the test; the ordeal for Blake. He had to prove he was a brave man and be in The House at the witching hour or alternatively shamefully show that he was still a cowardly baby who certainly did not deserve hair about his little pee-pee. Normally the test would have been on his thirteenth birthday but that event had occurred before he moved to town. He heard a story at the Hallowe'en party he would have preferred not to. One k**'s uncle really knew how to tell a story; especially a horror story to send chills up and down youngsters' spines. Only a jack-o'-lantern with a tiny candle provided a little, flickering, eerie light in the room festooned with realistic cobwebs, skeletons, ugly witches and their familiars. The story teller began: &#034A few years ago, not very far from here there was a horrid event.&#034 «Sure», thought Blake, «sure there was!» that story started just like the ones he heard in camp sitting about the campfire every summer. He did hear about another terrible creature -- Bigpaw; like his better known cousin Sasquatch, a.k.a. Bigfoot. This was totally new to him. The story teller explained that the monster was huge and strong. Strangely, it did not eat or rip its victims limb from limb but spanked them like little naughty k**s. It ...
    spanked both k**s and grown ups in the same way -- bared their butts and turned them hot, crimson red and painful. Its victims were changed forever. The details were, SURPRISE, vague. The story teller explained that the disappearance almost a century ago was not the only time the monster had struck. Of course, this week and especially Hallowe'en night would be very dangerous to be out after dark. Science told him that witches, ghosts and trolls were mythical creatures and not real. Folklore said different and, like all legends, he knew had some basis in fact but now he was too old believe in such things. His classmates, both friends and especially the others, increasingly talked of the horrors of the night especially on Monday at school. It would be dark for it was night of the new moon. Blake decided that he must be brave. He got a couple of small flashlights that he could hide under his clothes. At 11 he got out of bed and quietly dressed. Prudently, he put on his heavy clothes, boots and winter coat. He strapped the extra flashlights to his calves where they would be hidden. The temperature had dropped to under 50° F (10° C) and the wind was howling. In mid-October, just a couple of weeks ago it had been a very balmy 77° F (25° C) even into the evening. He clambered out his window and then climbed down the trellis; his parents none the wiser of his departure. Colby and Wade meet him as planned and they proceeded to The House. He only had to spend an hour -- alone with the ...
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